nashuaworldcup Chapter 656 Young Man Admires 1
Chapter 656 Young Man Admires 1
The sunlight climbed onto the windowsill and Lingyao was awakened by the vibration of her cell phone.
After staying up late to draw pictures all night to meet the DD, Shu Lingyao's expression right now can't be too good, even though the person on the other end of the phone is the mother of this body, Li Lingyao.
"Yaoyao, do you remember what I told you a few days ago? Today is the weekend, and you have time to drive over. Uncle Zhang was kind to your father. Now Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang have passed away for ten years. It will be your Uncle Zhang's birthday in two days. Your father broke his leg a few days ago, so I can only ask you to go there..."
"Remember to visit the two children of the Zhang family when you go. They lost their parents at a very young age. Bring them some extra things and give them 5,000 yuan in cash. Your father will pay for this..."
The country roads are narrow and steep, and there are stones all over the road. When driving on the road, the car sways like a rocking car.
Lingyao glanced at the winding route on the navigation, and the words that Li's mother had said to her this morning echoed in her mind.
Li Mingjun is a retired soldier. He met Zhang Shuijiang in the army a few years ago. It is said that Zhang Shuijiang once shot Li Mingjun in the leg, leaving him with sequelae in his legs and feet.
Ten years ago, Zhang Shuijiang died in a car accident. At that time, his wife Huang Ronghua was expecting her baby. Upon hearing the news, she collapsed and had difficulty giving birth. She died after giving birth to a son.
Li Lingyao was also present at the funeral. She was 15 years old that year. She only remembered that it rained heavily and the sky was dark.
In the front row of the funeral, a child not even as tall as his waist was holding a black-and-white photo of a man and a woman, his eyes as dim as the opaque sky that day.
Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Ten years can bring about earth-shaking changes in a city.
These places deep in the mountains seem to have been forgotten in the long river of industrialization. Ten years is just a blink of an eye for these mountain villages with monotonous and boring life.
When Lingyao got off the car, she even saw the stone tablet, which was already a little blurry in Li Lingyao's memory and the words on it could not be seen at all.
But now, the words on the stone tablet appeared in the cool air and the first dawn of the morning.
Taiping Village.
Lingyao drove for a whole day and finally arrived.
It was still dark, but there were already people on the road, villagers carrying backpacks and wearing straw hats going to work in the fields.
There were women carrying a large basin of dirty clothes walking towards the river, and some children who got up early and rushed along the mountain road to go to school in the county town.
Everyone who passed by looked towards Lingyao again and again.
That kind of gaze was a little hot, but there was no malice, just curiosity and novelty about new things.
After all, there might not even be a single car driving into the village in a whole year.
It is still such a beautiful car, pure obsidian black, but the shape is extremely cool, it is a luxury product that can only be seen on TV.
Even though it has experienced some storms and is covered in some mud along the way, it does not affect its brilliance at all and its attraction to the villagers.
Several boys on their way to school looked at the car that only appeared in their imaginations, and stood there blankly, unable to move at all.
Although they were all looking at Lingyao, no one dared to come forward to talk to her. They just looked at her timidly.
Lingyao walked up to an aunt and asked for directions: "Hello, which way is Zhangshuijiang Zhangjia?"
The aunt glanced at her, wary but still curious, and asked, "Who are you? Zhang Shuijiang died many years ago. At the beginning, everyone said that the Zhang family had a soldier, and life would be easier in the future. Who knew that something like that would happen..."
Seeing that the aunt was about to start talking about how Pangu created the world, Lingyao quickly changed the subject: "Okay, then may I ask where Zhang Dingyu's home is?" Lingyao remembered that this was the name of the Zhang family's eldest son.
When the aunt heard her mention Zhang Dingyu, her eyes suddenly became strange. She looked at Lingyao twice and muttered, "The Zhang family has such relatives."
After saying that, he pointed to a place for Lingyao.
Lingyao thanked him and continued driving on the road.
We found a spot to pull over on the road that the aunt pointed to. As soon as we got out of the car, a middle-aged woman from a house on the side of the road rushed out and yelled at Lingyao.
"Hey! Who are you? Why are you parking your car in front of my house? Get out of here, get out of here."
Lingyao retracted the leg that was already on the ground, turned back to the car, and took out a bag of snack gift boxes from the food and other items that filled the trunk.
The middle-aged woman who brought the gift box was in high spirits. She looked at Lingyao as if she were her own daughter who had just returned home from work. She also enthusiastically stuffed Lingyao with melon seeds and gossiped about her.
Hearing Lingyao say that she was looking for Zhang Dingyu, the middle-aged woman paused while eating melon seeds, and after looking around, she leaned close to Lingyao's ear and whispered, "Zhang Dingyu is such a miserable kid! Her life is even worse than that of a homeless person on the street."
Lingyao frowned: "How could that be? Didn't his parents lose a large sum of money after the accident?" And according to Li's father and mother, they, the comrades-in-arms, would also give Zhang Dingyu a sum of money every year.
The middle-aged woman pouted her lips. Seeing that more and more people were gathering around her, she didn't want to be called a gossip, so she smacked her lips and said, "Then go and see for yourself." Then she picked up the gift box and went back to the house.
Lingyao wanted to hear some more information, so she turned her head to look at the other people who were watching the fun.
As a result, when people saw her looking over, they all turned their heads away, as if she were some kind of monster. In fact, this was just the villagers' subconscious rejection of outsiders.
Lingyao took a few melon seeds in her hand and looked up at the sky.
Melancholy! Difficult!
So sleepy!!
Lingyao, who was already extremely sleepy, did not delay any longer. She simply picked up two boxes of gifts and went to Zhang's house.
The Zhang family's yard is quite large, with a patch of corn kernels drying in front of the door. There is a sturdy rope at the side of the yard, with clothes of all sizes, for men and women, hanging on it, all of which are washed very cleanly.
Lingyao walked closer and saw a little boy squatting under the rubble eaves at the gate of the courtyard.
He had short, sparse, yellow hair, a dry face without the cheek flesh of a normal child, but bright eyes. He was wearing a baggy suit that was obviously ill-fitting.
Sitting on a low stool, holding a handful of lentils in his hand, he was peeling the bean skins skillfully with his little hands. Looking closely, his little fingers had been stained black from peeling beans for so long.
When he saw Lingyao, he stopped what he was doing and cautiously and fearfully inquired about this stranger who didn't fit in with this place.
"Dingrui, where have you been? Have you prepared breakfast for your sister Qin? She will need it when she goes to school later. And remember to wash your brother Gang's shoes later."
Accompanied by a sharp command, a woman came out holding a half-grown baby.
The woman had a broad, square face, her long hair tied into a braid and thrown behind her head, and the earth-colored turtleneck sweater made her skin look even yellower. The baby in her arms also had yellow skin, but a round face and shiny black hair.
This person is Zhang Dingyu's aunt Huang Xiaofang.